The doctor and the biographerBMJ 1994; 309 doi: https://doi.org/10.1136/bmj.309.6961.1092 (Published 22 October 1994) Cite this as: BMJ 1994;309:1092
- C Douglas
Three of us happened to be standing together in the lounge bar before dinner: a senior colleague, the visitor from London, and me. In the absence of much common ground, talk was slow. It would be an exaggeration to say that at a particular moment a fourth and ghostly presence joined us, but it did feel a bit like that. The evening picked up a lot.
The ghost - who might have been greatly intrigued by what shortly took place - was that of George Orwell. I had read a good deal by and about him, including a recently published and well reviewed biography: written, as it happened, by our visitor from London. And over the years my senior colleague had talked occasionally of Orwell, having looked after him long …